Thursday, February 7, 2008

The Road

The earth is green beneath me,
The sunlight clearest gold.
The breeze teases me forward
As I start off down the road.

I find some scattered stumbling stones
Of which I was never told.
Signposts shake in angry winds
As I stumble down the road.

The miles compress my shoulders;
Memories make a heavy load.
My knees give way beneath me--
I have lain down in the road.

I see the tracks etched deeply,
As though cut while pushing through a flood.
Still they stretch on out before me....
It's time to move on down the road.


"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinful men, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart....Therefore, strengthen your feeble arms and weak knees. 'Make level paths for your feet,' so that the lame may not be disabled, but rather healed." (Heb. 12:1-3,12-13)

3 comments:

cindy kay said...

Very nicely done. I like your poem. What great word pictures. And I hope the road once again becomes green and inviting.

Beemoosie said...

That is a beautiful post. Thank you for visiting my blog, hope you come again!

He Knows My Name said...

thanks for stopping by my blog. God Bless You. ~janel